Jungle Runner

Verse 1

They said a redneck couldn't run the jungle

I came out slanging like a corner store shooter

Cut my teeth on round bales and gravel roads

Now I'm counting stacks where the vines hung lower

They laughed at my boots when I pulled up to town

Till they seen the truck bed sagging low

Cash in the console shine through the glass

Country mother fucking lunatic back on the go

Pre-Chorus

Fire on the ridge line burning through the night

Half the county knows my name by the firelight

Chorus

I'm the return of the backwoods baby

Growing green in the garden where the corn once grew

Moonshine in the mason jar waiting

Jungle calls and I come running through

Trap house built on a dirt road foundation

Cash stacking up like I'm selling salvation

Country lunatic back where I belong

They wrote me off now they singing my song

Post-Chorus

Jungle runner

Jungle runner

Verse 2

Green leaves waving in the greenhouse air

Colt forty five sitting under the dash

Learned to read the woods before I read the books

Now the city boys asking how I made this cash

Corn mash bubbling in the still out back

Granddaddy's recipe passed down the line

Three generations of hell-raising men

And I'm the wildest one you'll ever find

Pre-Chorus

Fire on the ridge line burning through the night

Half the county knows my name by the firelight

Chorus

I'm the return of the backwoods baby

Growing green in the garden where the corn once grew

Moonshine in the mason jar waiting

Jungle calls and I come running through

Trap house built on a dirt road foundation

Cash stacking up like I'm selling salvation

Country lunatic back where I belong

They wrote me off now they singing my song

Post-Chorus

Jungle runner

Jungle runner

Bridge

They talk on the radio all polite and clean

Never stepped foot off the pavement street

I been chasing dollars through the briar and vine

Where the wild dogs howl and the fireflies meet

Chorus

I'm the return of the backwoods baby

Growing green in the garden where the corn once grew

Moonshine in the mason jar waiting

Jungle calls and I come running through

Trap house built on a dirt road foundation

Cash stacking up like I'm selling salvation

Country lunatic back where I belong

They wrote me off now they singing my song